Final priesthood.

New functions of Chapter 50 [Imagine Enemy]

"No change?"

Lu Yuan carefully looked at the [Fighter] job panel, but found that there were no new skills.

There is no information prompt either.

"But I clearly felt that I had realized something with that punch."

While Lu Yuan was puzzled, a taxi screeched to a stop in front of him.

The window was rolled down, and the taxi driver sitting in the car poked half his head out.

"Would you like to go?"

"Walk."

Lu Yuan opened the car door and sat on it.

The Mosa Fighting Club is too far away from his home, it takes 10 minutes to drive normally, and it takes him at least an hour to walk back.

Playing late tonight, it's almost ten o'clock now, and the bus has stopped running.

The car starts.

There is no air conditioning in the car, but at this time of night the windows are open and the night breeze blows in from outside, so it's not very hot.

Lu Yuan was still thinking about that punch just now.

He punched subconsciously, trying to regain the feeling he had when he punched in the ring.

"Hu-hu-"

A 12-point punch with 250 kilograms of power was thrown in the small car.

Lu Yuan deliberately controlled the distance between his fists.

Although every punch was aimed at the back of the front seat, none of them actually hit.

But even so, the sound of his fist tearing through the air still made the taxi driver in the front row keep looking up at the rearview mirror.

"Hey little brother!"

After driving for five or six minutes, the taxi driver couldn't bear it anymore.

"Be careful, my backrest is not strong, I'll break it later"

"It's okay, I won't touch it."

"It's very noisy. Why don't you wait until you get off the train before practicing?"

".All right."

Lu Yuan had no choice but to put down his fist.

In fact, he punched so many times in a row, but he got nothing.

Lu Yuan didn't give up, and said to the taxi driver, "Master, call me when you arrive, I'll sleep for a while."

He closed his eyes and entered the consciousness space.

"[Imagine Enemy], activate!"

Empty arena.

On the huge arena, a tall young man wearing a raccoon mask stood quietly.

The large screens on all sides of the venue were pitch black, and there was no audience, so it seemed extremely quiet.

Lu Yuan looked around, then bent down and touched the ground of the arena under his feet.

It feels like the scene has become a little more real.

Other than that not much has changed.

This was far from the lv2 [imaginary enemy] effect he expected, and he was a little disappointed.

But Lu Yuan doesn't care about this now.

He just wanted to rediscover the feeling of that punch before in the ring and try to see if he could recreate it a second time.

"call--"

Lu Yuan took off the mask on his face and threw it to the ground with a "clack".

Taking a deep breath, looking at the civet cat man in front of him, he slightly twisted his neck.

"Come on, you loser."

As usual, he taunts the opponent first to anger the opponent and trigger his full strength form.

Stimulated by Lu Yuan's words, the raccoon man really reacted.

The calm eyes under the mask fluctuated.

Then there was a "bang", a crisp sound exploded under his feet, and the whole person rushed towards Lu Yuan at a speed far beyond reality.

"call--"

The thick long legs pierced through the air and kicked straight towards Lu Yuan's face.

A shadow of a leg quickly enlarged in Lu Yuan's eyes, and his right foot moved subconsciously.

But quickly retracted.

"This time...just use punches."

"boom!"

5 minutes later.

Lu Yuan slowly retracted his right fist with no expression on his face.

The blond man in front of him knelt in front of him, the raccoon mask on his face had already been torn to pieces.

There is also a fragment on the forehead between the brows that is deeply embedded in the flesh and blood.

The look in his eyes disappeared quickly, his upper body shook slightly, and then fell heavily under Lu Yuan's feet with a "bang".

"No, it's not this punch. It's the way of exerting force, isn't it?"

Lu Yuan pondered, and slowly withdrew from the space of consciousness.

The taxi was still driving, but the taxi driver didn't know when he started talking on the phone. He was speaking in a dialect spoken in the countryside around Jiaoyan, and even Lu Yuan couldn't understand it.

"try again."

Lu Yuan closed his eyes again.

Same space of consciousness, same opponent.

This time he switched back to using his legs, and dealt with the raccoon man at a faster speed.

Trying to completely recreate the battle at that time.

But he still couldn't catch that aura again.

"I remember that when I hit that punch, there seemed to be the sound of cranes in my ears."

"Without triggering the [Flash of Spirit] passive, is it really impossible to reproduce that crane punch again?"

Lu Yuan thought for a while and entered the consciousness space for the third time.

This time he changed the [imaginary enemy] and replaced the opponent with Lin Zhiqin.

"Feel it again and see."

The corridor on the second floor of the martial arts hall.

Lu Yuan has nothing to say.

He kicked directly on the door panel.

More than 200 kilograms of foot power directly kicked the entire door panel away.

strode in.

Lin Zhiqin in front of the coffee table was extinguishing the burning cigarette in his hand bit by bit in the ashtray.

"Your name is Lin Zhiqin, right?!"

Lu Yuan pointed at Lin Zhiqin's "arrogance" and said.

Before the provocative words were finished, Lin Zhiqin in front of the tea table suddenly disappeared.

"coming!"

Lu Yuan's heart tightened, and a familiar creepy feeling emerged from the bottom of his heart.

Not surprisingly.

next second.

Or the next second.

He would be punched on the forehead by Lin Zhiqin and "died tragically on the spot".

But Lu Yuan didn't want it to end so soon this time.

When the pupil light recaptured Lin Zhiqin's extremely indifferent face, he couldn't help but enlarge his fist.

Lu Yuan tried to retreat backwards and get out of the battlefield. Even if he could survive for one more second, it would be good.

But no matter how hard he tried, his body seemed to be enveloped by an inexplicable force, and he couldn't control it at all, and he couldn't even move a little bit.

"Damn!"

Lu Yuan gritted his teeth and forced himself to open his eyes wide, staring at the ever-enlarging fist.

A voice in my heart shouted.

"Slow down! Slow down! I want to see more clearly!"

结果
The rushing fist seemed to have really slowed down.

"Uh"

Lu Yuan blinked his eyes in confusion.

Suddenly I found that I seemed to be able to move again.

After walking two steps forward, he found that Lin Zhiqin was in the posture of punching, and actually stood still.

It was as if he had been hit by some acupuncture technique in a martial arts novel, completely stuck in a freeze-frame state.

"what happened?"

Lu Yuan was a little confused.

But quickly reacted suddenly.

"I see, this is a new effect of lv2 [imaginary enemy]!"

Suddenly the journey was like discovering a new world.

He originally thought that [imaginary enemy] would remain unchanged after upgrading, but he didn't expect the real change to be hidden here.

"Slow down, speed up, go forward or even go backward"

Lu Yuan explored the new features unlocked after upgrading the [Imagine Enemy].

Lin Zhiqin in front of him followed his instructions sometimes as slowly as a turtle crawling, sometimes as fast as lightning, sometimes with his fists closed and sitting down, sometimes with his hands raised to stand up.
It was as if Lu Yuan was holding a remote control that could control other people's lives, and he couldn't help but get hooked.

"interesting!"

He kept asking Lin Zhiqin to repeat the punching action.

He even roughly tore off Lin Zhiqin's clothes in order to observe the strength of the opponent's arm and body muscles.

Let Lin Zhiqin stand shirtless in the office.

The atmosphere in the office also became depressing bit by bit, it was the anger and resentment that Lin Zhiqin was constantly accumulating.

Fortunately, the momentum contained in Lin Zhiqin's punch would only burst out when he was moving.

"It's like putting it under a microscope to analyze and observe the composition of this punch. It's impossible to do it in the real world."

Lu Yuan's eyes were bright, full of surprises.

Accidentally let go of the "pause" button.

After being played with as a toy for a long time, Lin Zhiqin's resentment reached its peak with a cold flash in his eyes, and he punched Lu Yuan neatly on the forehead.
"Hey!"

"boom!"

Lu Yuan felt his head hit hard on a soft cushion.

Open your eyes suddenly.

I found that the taxi driver had stepped on the emergency brake without knowing when and had stopped the car.

"Grass!"

The taxi driver sitting in the cab pressed his hands on the steering wheel with a frightened look on his face and muttered.

"What the hell, a big one suddenly jumped past.

Almost hit, scared me! "

"Um?!"

When Lu Yuan heard this, his expression moved.

(End of this chapter)